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Rhaenyra Targaryen, 18

This is Rhaenyra. State your purpose.

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voice

[lambencies]

[ how she's suffered when trying to decide how to approach this!! ]

Rhaenyra. A word, if I may?

[onlycake]

[ It will never stop being surprising, having people drop into her head like this, but when it's Alicent there's a flustered flutter accompanying the shock that soothes it somewhat. ]

Of course, Your Grace. [ Hesitating, ] Like... this?

[lambencies]

Forgive me, I should have reached out to you in person.

[ of course, she's already more used to this way of conversing than Rhaenyra is, but she also had her own reasons to not face her. ]

As you well know, it is no longer safe to stay in the boarding house. Thankfully, we have acquired a property of our own. [ she draws a breath. you know, breathing, like normal people do. ] I think it would be for the best if you moved in with us.

[ asking your best friend/crush to move in with you but you are her queen and step-mother and also she is a teenager? not great!! ]

[onlycake]

No, no. I need to practice.

[ She must needs get used to it and she doesn't want Alicent to think she doesn't want to hear from her, whatever way the words may come. But her offer is slow to process as Rhaenyra turns it over, trying to examine all sides of it so quickly. The facets seem sharp, maybe dangerous. It's unexpected, to say the least. ]

Is... That's very generous of you, Your Grace. [ But the hesitance is clear in her voice, even if all the benefits of private accommodations are rushing through Rhaenyra's mind as well. ] Do my brothers know you're offering?

[ The reactions of both are concerns for such very, very different reasons. ]

voice.

[lascivient]

You'd better run.

[onlycake]

You wouldn't dare.

[ Her tone has an edge of icy authority to it that betrays her suspicions that he indeed might well dare. ]

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[lascivient]

If that is what you think, you’ve come to know nothing of me all this while.

This is your only warning.

[onlycake]

I know you, Aegon. You have hidden nothing of yourself. Of your baseness.

What could you possibly gain from doing this?

(a few minutes after the explosion)

[sunmon]

Are you alright?

[onlycake]

You heard it too? It came from the direction of the cabin.

[sunmon]

The one you've been staying in?

[onlycake]

Yes.

I'm not far, I should go and see? [ But it comes out as a question because everything is a little bit more frightening around here now. ]

whenever suits best!

[seaboard]

... Princess Rhaneyra, is it?

Forgive me, we have not spoken before, but my name is Gilia - Queen Gilia, as was, of the Isle St. Loe, little as all that means.

I have heard that... that all has not been well with you, and I wished to bring you something, to cheer you - if I may?

[onlycake]

[ A queen. There seems to be no short of royalty here yet Rhaenyra's interest is piqued all the same. ]

From whom have you heard this?

[ But her authoritative question comes out more tremulous than she wished it to. ]

[seaboard]

Only local gossip, I am afraid.

[ seamstress gossiping circles, in all likelihood. ]

But I know Queen Alicent, and to think one of her kin was ill-treated is a frightful thing. There has been so much unpleasantness of late, that I would remedy what I can, as I can.

[onlycake]

[ Gossips. She should not be surprised but it aches a little all the same. She wonders how much detail has gotten around, whether others may in fact know things that she does not and cannot remember.

But evoking Alicent feels like one of her stab wounds re-opening. ]

Ill-treated by her kin, you should say.

[ She is only Alicent's kin by marriage, but Aegon is her blood. Aegon she would not hear a bad word about, even as he threatened her life. ]

I am alive again. I have been remedied. [ But even Rhaenyra knows that isn't true. ]

Voice.

[nepotist]

I fear I owe you an apology.

[onlycake]

[ Reluctant, if pouty was a tone of voice. She thinks she knows what this is about. ]

Why? Even those who believed me could not stop him.

[nepotist]

I was flippant. Unjustly so.

[onlycake]

Well. Thank you. [ The surliness goes out of her just as quickly. ]

It is some small comfort to know that others see the truth of him now.

voice (backdated to early july);

[ligature]

Hey.

Um. Am I interrupting anything?

[his touch on her mind is hesitant and cautious, as he has been ever since the duchess's party.]

[onlycake]

Oh, Will. It's you.

[ There's a noticeable stumble in her voice, but she steadies it quickly. She doesn't want to give away the way her heartbeat skips. ]

No, not at all. Is aught amiss?

[ligature]

Is--no, no. Everything's fine.

[the rush of heat to his face makes him feel boyishly clumsy; god, he has no call to be feeling like this. acting like this.

time to get it together.] I just wanted to tell you I've found a place outside the boarding house, down by the river.

[onlycake]

[ Rhaenyra cannot help the selfish little stumble in her mind - what about me? - when she realizes his intent to move to his own quarters like so many others have. Still staying in the room beside his, she feels suddenly lonely.

It takes her a lingering second to collect herself. ]

That... sounds perfect for you. I've always imagined you at home in just such a place.

[ Because it's true, and the affection that image has always sparked in her kindles a real happiness for him now. ]

Have the arrangements already been made?

idk where in the timeline, maybe backdated?? just bear with me.

[rezni]

Rhaenyra, are you much of a hunter?